i sound retarded here

Darn it, I never get to blog!!! Ok, so, um, last time I was in the library at USC. How did I get there, you may ask? Well, obviously, I walked, as I can't yet drive a car (or anything else for that matter). But, as to how I ended up in LA, that was a gross oversite on Zac's part. Zac thought I needed to go to rehearsal with him so I could help him with his quartet. (See, the second violinist couldn't come, because he was on tour or something, so I had to stnad in. Who is this second violinist, you may ask? Well, his name begins with T and ends with Homas. Also, his dad is coming over today, ugh. I think he's a perv too, but I can't be sure.) Um, where was I? Oh yeah. So I had to go with Zac, who was apparently unaware of the fact that not only was no one coming to his all important rehearsal, it also meant that I had to go to LA with him for his Aspen audition at USC. Yipes! (as says Genius Boy Sungmin) Thomas's dad is here to pick up music! I had to close the Youtube window for Crush without finishing the song! Darn! Anyyyyyywayyyy as I was saaaaayin... So we had to wander around the campus all day, which was extremely boring and embarassing, although we did buy some California rolls. (they were really expensive, too, and we only got eight. Students must be either ridiculously rich, or broke.) We also got some el disgusto Blueberry B Monster juice that Dad insisted we glug down as much as possible of. It was soooo gross. Anyway, then I had to go to Claremont, and then that's it. W/e, right? I had orchestra yesterday, for the dress rehearsal. It was in Bridges. It was also excruciating. Kelsey and Ilene stared their hearts out, as did the assistant principal cellist, and Alia, who, it seems, has been initiated into the I-Hate-Jasmine Club. Also, some other girls. Why the heck? Do I have "Gay person, please stare" written on my butt? Although that might not show as I'm generally sitting down. And I'm not gay. But other than that small minor detail. So, basically everyone loves to stare at me. Even my friends. They're sitting there in orchestra watching me like I'm David Archuleta's latest music video (although they're not quite drooling yet). Very annoying. What do I do at the concert (which is on Sunday)? Who do I hang out with in the green room? Am I supposed to crossdress and kiss all the girls and like the taste of their cherry chapstick? Or am I supposed to be the one who gets kissed? (My chapstick is marshmellow/vanilla flavored, though, and I hardly ever use it)(I do like to wear cherry lip gloss, though) Anyways, so I'm all worried about the concert, like, who do I hang out with? And what if W.W tries to follow me around and poke me some more? Then do I have permission to kick him in the nuts? Please say yes... or what do I do if Kelsey up and confesses her love for me? Then do I have permission to run over and kiss the first boy I see? Especially if he's *giggle*.... Oh, speaking of him, yesterday, he walked into the green room, smiling, as cute as they come, and waved to me! So darn adorable!!!! I'm sooooooo in l♥ve! I mean, the way his face looked when he said hi! And usually boys don't say hi to me (Although they sometimes do) unless I say hi to them first! And my crushes never have! What's gonna happen? Life is such a big adventure! It's so exciting! I can't wait to see what will happen next! Even if it sucks, sometimes, it's still so fun I can't wait for everything. Cause if it didn't suck sometimes, it wouldn't be life, and also it wouldn't make you appreciate everything you do have. Like, you would think everything good was just normal and everything normal was bad. So if you sometimes have bad days, it makes you have good days! ♥ Oh, and another philisophical thought for the day. "Stay down, darling! Let the dick do it's work!" *giant dick comes down from the sky and defeats the monster* The Dream Team: Bob: the tough guy John: the normal guy Mary: the magical girl Tom: the other guy Head: the dick. Why did the chicken cross the road? To get to the other dicks. "Stay back, dick! This is my fight!" (or) "Stay back! This is the dick's fight!" "We're saved! It's the dick!" *giant dick appears and leads everyone to freedom* "How much is this dress?" "Only four dicks." "Oh, that's cheap! Ok!" *Pulls out four dicks from purse* Aaaaaahhhhhh I have such a dirty mind! But it's funny, isn't it? Especially the dick fight! Whenever I think about it, I laugh a lot. People must wonder why. But it's just so funny! Nyaaaahhhh! I have a violin lesson at two today. Should I be going to get ready now? No, I don't want to. I just want to listen to Prima J. (I think I like them a little more than Paramore, now, and TiTi can go do herself a favor without the favor.) (Or, wait, I bet TiTi actually listens to Leona Lewis or something! Or maybe Coldplay. Or maybe.... t.A.T.u? I mean, it describes her perfectly. She's so gay and she don't even like girls. Nyah! If she calls me a loser again, I am calling her a cow! I don't care what you say! TiTi: Ohhhhhh, look, Jade! It's your loser friend! Hi loser! Me: Hi TiTi! (sarcastically fake cheerful) TiTi: Ew! Look at your top! I didn't know preps came slutty! Me: I didn't know wannabes came emo! I thought they were all, like, y'know, sucking up to the head cheerleaders, or something! TiTi: Oh! (spontaneously combusts) Nyaaaah I am such a nasty person. Still, it's not like I actually said that. It's just that I plan to. Or I could call her Sabrina The Teenage Bitch. (Which she probably watches) Whatever I do, it shall be good. And I shall tell you about it. Nyah!
xoxoxo~♥~